No, I didn't...blush...

...But, I must tell you, something else unexpected is happening...

...There are/were emotions buried in there, too...things I had 'swallowed' decades ago.

I'm not sure of the exact mechanics of it, what might be buried with each stone, or when each might come out, first, second, or third...but they certainly do.

I can see why I have felt 'down' so often...those emotions are 'heavy'!


We 'swallow' them at the time they happen because we see no other way of dealing with them at the time. We keep shut and carry on with the tasks at hand, hoping the feelings will resolve naturally, sometime soon...or that some way of 'managing' them will occur to us.

No one knows. No one asks because they don't know to ask. We become better and better at hiding them....and our bodies pay the price, until we 'cleanse'. Then they surface.


But they don't come out the way they went in...thank goodness.

They come out as a swoosh of echo, a cool, clear, and definite memory as though the incidents happened yesterday...this morning, and we now know how better to handle them.

We are now more mature and can see logical options that don't escalate the 'problem'. We have now chosen our ethics.

Except one recollection, yesterday. It involved the well-being of a child, and I can see how it might be affecting him still, today.

That's when I felt the cool anger. I laid my fist down, hard, on this desk. That's as far as the anger went.

I also knew that I won't ever cause another 'incident' over it. I may someday speak it aloud, but I may not need to.

Now that I recognize the injustice, I can hold my tongue and wait for an appropriate time to...what?...hint at the truth in a non-harmful way?...speak of what is better, in general?...demonstrate the better way? Probably the last is what will happen.

But the strength of the feeling, yesterday, surprised me. ...And then it vanished. I had finally dealt with it...and it was over so swiftly and easily.


I find that every job I wish to do, and haven't, has some 'blockage' or stuck energy to it. I call them 'corks'. Pull the cork, and the job goes smoothly and quickly.


My concern about liver-flushing was that it was too harsh. ....And it was.

For me, that amount of Epsom salts was too much.

Since, I've been seeing gentler ways to do it. And I will. I'll keep trying until I get it right, for me.

And I am unafraid of uncovering ancient feelings, however and whenever they surface. They are simply echoes, and return only momentarily...just reminders to resolve them.

You can do it, too. You are older and wiser now.

My best,

Fledgling